1 step forward

- and 2 steps back, darn the fight is hard.
Especially today.

I thought I hade quite an amout on my account from the stuff people stole from me, before I moved out.

Unfortunately I didnt have an overview of the stolen stuff, and I couldn't handle paper work. I couldn't even touch a computer for the first year. And just thinking about it made me feel sick. My boyfriend promised to report it, but kept putting it off, so now they claim we filed too late.

So it's a never ending story. Each time I think theres a little money coming, I get stuck in a shit hole.
God I can't breathe, I want to get out of this place, where You are useless as soon as you're sick.